Off to a slow start
My first camping experience On a warm summer afternoon in Minnesota in the middle of a huge lake navigating aimlessly in a kayak, a sense of calmness descended upon me, soaking in the moment that I had often found myself visualizing. The quietness of that moment isn’t justified by a mere string of words. The relative serenity experienced is significantly higher when since it was my first time on a kayak. The complete journey of going out there, renting the kayak, dragging it to the water, shakily stepping into it and wading past the weeds on the edge of the lake to finally get to the middle is one that clearly had my heartbeat racing. This is my recollection of my first experience of camping, near Lake Itasca in the summer of 2019! The only other incident that portrayed a similar structure of adrenaline racing, exhilarating moments suddenly followed by quiet and peaceful moments was when I had gone skydiving a year ago, in the summer of 2018, albeit on a different scale. The o...